What If I Can’t Die?

"I've heard about this guy, and now my technique of transformation seems to come from him."

Song Shi thought it was quite a coincidence that he pretended to sneak into the imperial city, and met Qianmian who was also pretending.

"It's no wonder that when we saw this woman just now, she was not restrained and was still eating. It is estimated that Qian Mian pretended to be a prison guard."

Bai Yu'er was stunned, "However, no matter how powerful he is, he still can't compare to your invisibility and formation techniques, my lord."

"Each has its own advantages and disadvantages. It is safe for us to be invisible, but we can't do much."

Song Shi looked at the two people in disguise: "Change the plan, follow up, and get in touch with this thousand faces."

The two hid in the dark and followed silently.

In front of them, the two people stopped and looked back.

"Haenyeo, why do I feel like I'm being watched?"

Qian Mian looked suspicious, the jailer he was pretending to be was a bearded jailer, wearing a green shirt uniform, with a short knife and a **** token hanging on his waist, and the token was engraved with a word "land".

"You feel the same way?"

The jailer disguised by the woman next to him had a gloomy face: "Could it be that we were discovered?"

"Probably not. If you notice it, you won't be so quiet, unless you want to put a long line to catch big fish."

Qianmian frowned, "I hope it's an illusion, even if someone is really watching secretly, we can only bite the bullet and go out after the matter has come to this point."

"Well, let's go out first, I've had enough of staying in this ghost place, and I want to go out even if I die."

The woman called Aenyeo by Qianmian is full of resentment, and at the same time there is some fear.

They speeded up, encountered some jailers on the way, and were all dealt with by Qian Mian.

"These two guys are not simple, at least the senses are very sharp, stay away."

Song Shi knew that he couldn't get too close, otherwise he could be 100% sure that someone was watching.

After following Bai Yu'er for a quarter of an hour, Song Shi found that Qianmian was indeed a spy, and he was very familiar with the situation inside the prison, and the distance he traveled was much shorter than when they came.

Having cheated many checkpoints, Qianmian took the ama directly to the exit of the prison, and the morning light shone from outside, making the pupils of the ama who had not seen outside for a long time shine brightly, revealing the color of longing.

However, before the final exit, a formation barrier visible to the naked eye sealed off the inside and outside, no less than ten defenders were standing guard silently, only the commander next to him seemed quite leisurely.

"Commander Zhang, we have applied for family leave once a month, brother Zhang please let me go."

Millennium immediately became smiling and extremely polite.

"Brother He, the pressure from above has been very strict recently. If it is not necessary, it is best not to leave the prison to avoid accidents."

The commander of the gatekeeper glanced at the two of them lazily, but did not notice anything unusual.

"The children in my brother's family and I have just been born, and we all want to see more babies."

Cursing in Qianmian's heart, he handed over a cloth bag: "Commander, you hold your hand high, this little thing should be treated as a treat for the brothers to buy some wine."

When the commander saw the bulging cloth bag, there was a smile on his face, he took it skillfully, and joked: "It makes sense, go back and have a look, in case your son doesn't look like you, you can know it earlier, haha."

He waved: "Open the temporary exit."

"Thank you, brothers, for your hard work."

Qianmian said goodbye with a smile, and walked out of the prison with Haenyue, along with Song Shi and Bai Yuer.

Outside the entrance is a gloomy palace, which looks abandoned. When you walk out, you will see a bamboo forest. The morning sun is shining, and the vegetation looks sick. When the wind blows, the fallen leaves are flying.

Without saying a word, the two sides quickly passed through the bamboo forest and came to the moat on the west side of the imperial city. Beside the river was a city wall hundreds of meters high, like a giant beast dormant.

They continued to leave some more, and when they came to a safe area, the haenyeo smiled sharply, her expression a little crazy: "Finally came out, the **** of the Gan country, who tortured me for so many years, I will make you pay the price!"

"You should go back and cooperate with the leader as soon as possible. Some guys over there need your leadership, and my identity in the prison was destroyed twice, and it will take a lot of time to recover."

Qianmian interrupted the haenyeo's harsh words.

The latter stopped laughing abruptly, and snorted, "How many strangers have you cultivated in these years?"

"You will know when you go back, don't talk nonsense, hurry up, you will find it at the prison at any time."

Qianmian is impatient.

"Then I'm leaving, thank you for your help this time."

The haenyeo turned around and rushed out, keeping close to the ground and leaving without vacating.

Seeing Hainu leave, Qiannian murmured, "If it wasn't for the shortage of people over there, and that guy Qianhuang was busy getting something, I wouldn't take the risk of saving you from the dungeon."

He turned around and wanted to leave from the other side, but found that there was one more person, Song Shi had already appeared, waiting sideways.

For a moment of horror, Qianmian squinted his eyes and looked at Song Shi's side face: "It seems that we didn't feel wrong, someone was really watching, and you didn't do anything, so you shouldn't be a running dog."

"I have two things for you. One is to ask for news, but I want your ever-changing supernatural powers."

Song Shi said calmly: "As for the reward, you can mention it."

Qian Mian sneered: "Your Excellency and I have never met before, why should I do these two things for you?"

"Just because we are much stronger than you."

Bai Yu'er appeared on the other side, and at the same time as the charming voice fell, the surrounding temperature also dropped suddenly, making one feel like falling into an ice cave.

Qianmian looked shocked, and recognized Bai Yuer, "Why are you here?"

"Why can't I be here?"

Bai Yu'er crossed her arms: "Qianmian, I know this is just an incarnation outside your body, but there's no need to destroy it for nothing, right? Obediently listen to your son, it will be to your benefit."

Qian Mian was even more shocked, and looked at Song Shi in disbelief: "Who are you?"

Song Shi turned his head: "Tell me, what do you want?"

Qianmian recognized it immediately when he saw it, he was in a state of surprise: "Old ghost in blood, haven't you been caught by Bai Yuer, why did she call you young master?"

"There's a lot of nonsense, freeze it and bring it, and talk about it when you go back."

Song Shi snorted coldly, turned around and left.

Frost appeared on Qianmian's body in an instant, and turned into ice cubes in a blink of an eye. Bai Yuer picked him up and left with Song Shi.

Not long after they left, several men in black rushed in leading a hound.

"Woo woo woo~"

The hound sneezed, and then seemed to notice something, trembling with fright, and **** out.

"No, Wanli was frightened and dared not investigate."

"What a cold breath!"

"Could it be that the vice-leader of the Devil's Cult came to meet him, so hurry up and report, this is something we can't track down."

Several pursuers stopped tactfully, ready to let the tall one continue to investigate.

Welcome hall.

This side hall can only be occupied when distinguished guests arrive, and there are dozens of maids and eunuchs waiting to arrange it at any time.

"The guests this time are really quiet, unlike the previous ones who like to mobilize people and run around."

"After all, they are monks and nuns, so they probably stay in the room and recite scriptures."

"It's good like this. You don't eat or drink, and there is no trouble. We can relax."

When the maid and **** were secretly rejoicing, there was a bang in the palace, and an ice man was thrown on the ground, but the sound did not come out because of the formation.

After Bai Yuer untied the ice seal, Qianmian looked at Song Shi: "I know what you want, news about your maid."

"It seems that you are smart enough, but you just talk a lot of nonsense."

Song Shigao took a few glances at Qianmian, and it was not easy for him to lurk into the prison.

"I know the location of your ghost maid."

Qian Mian learned the lesson this time, and cut straight to the point: "I can tell you where she is, and I can also give you my magic power of transformation, but if you help me save another person in the sky prison, you don't need other rewards."

"Still saving people?"

Song Shi thought for a while, then nodded: "No problem, explain the location, and I can bring it out for you."

Qianmian was slightly happy: "I can tell you the position of your maid, but the ever-changing supernatural powers will have to wait until you bring her out."

"Can."

Song Shi is not afraid of Qianmian not giving, he is not dead, so he is afraid that this guy will renege on his debt?

If it weren't for the fact that this person is not the true deity of Thousand Faces, and his strength is not very good, and he doesn't want to waste the Yuling Talisman, he probably tried to control it when he met.

Qianmian raised his hand, released white mana, and outlined a tower in the void.

The internal structure of this tower is complicated, and it is upside down. Song Shi thought thoughtfully: "This is the structure of the sky prison."

"Well, this prison was built according to a special magic weapon for suppression, I heard it's called the Bamen Town Spirit Pagoda, it seems to be a copy of a powerful magic weapon.

Unlike those magic weapons of war that fly in the sky, it doesn't have much attack power, but its suppressive power is extremely terrifying, even if Huashen is locked in, don't even try to break out. "

"Bamen Town Spirit Pagoda... the name sounds very domineering, and it is integrated with the formation of the entire imperial city. The suppressing force is indeed terrifying."

Song Shi remembered the name.

"Yes, I heard that this dungeon is inherited from the previous dynasty. Its history is much longer than that of Daqian. There are eighteen floors inside, just like eighteen floors of hell. Once any demons and ghosts are imprisoned, there will be no one to help them in this life. May come out."

He looked at Song Shi curiously: "I'm still very surprised that you can get in and out without anyone noticing. I can only get in by pretending to be a jailer. I'm afraid you have controlled part of the formation."

"This has nothing to do with you, continue to introduce the internal situation of the prison."

Song Shi is not interested in saying that he is a sixth-rank formation mage, and there are not many of them in the entire Wuji Continent.

Qian Mian is basically sure that this person really has a high level of formation ability, because it is absolutely impossible for Bai Yuer, a monster clan, to be so powerful.

He said: "The sky prison is divided into eighteen floors, and each floor is arranged with eight doors. The number of cells on each floor is a multiple of eight, and each independent interior is divided into multiple cells. The lower the number, the more multiples." Little, finally the eight gates are united, and the suppressive force has reached its peak."

Having said that, he meaningfully pointed his finger at the spire of the fallen tower: "The person I want you to save is in the only cell, and it is also the top cell, a cell of the highest spiritual level!"

"Suppress the guy in the deepest part!"

Song Shi was surprised. The suppression force in the sky prison was the strongest, and he was also the person in the deepest place. He was a little speechless: "What are you trying to save? Could it be a cultivator of Huashen?"

"That's right, the cultivator of Transforming God, a senior of my Heavenly Demon Sect, has been suppressed in it for many years. I don't know exactly how many years. I only know that every generation of Heavenly Demon Sect's successors will try to save him."

Millennium nodded.

Bai Yu'er was thoughtful: "I've heard this rumor too, but I didn't expect it to be true. How powerful are the suppressors inside, and they haven't died after all these years?"

"No, this senior's strength should be terrifying. If he can get out of trouble, Daqian will surely be destroyed!"

Qianmian looks confident.

Song Shi frowned: "Are you so confident that I can help you out?"

"Your Excellency's formation should have reached the sixth grade, and you can also be invisible. It will be much easier to save him. You only need to avoid the regular inspections of the main formation and the patrols of the jailers. It will definitely be easier than me, even in the Wuji Continent. Few people are more suitable than you."

Qianmian was excited: "If you can do it, my entire Heavenly Demon Cult will be grateful, and that senior will definitely not let you suffer."

Song Shi looked at the fallen tower built with mana, and always felt that this matter was not that simple.

What is Bai Yuer? It's a monster clan, has lived for thousands of years, and the inheritance is not weak, but it's only heard of rumors.

As for him, I have never heard of it.

And the lifespan of a cultivator who transforms the gods is only about two thousand years. According to this, the seniors of the Tianmo Sect have been suppressed for at least two thousand years. In this case, they didn't die?

interesting.

Song Shi was curious.

Qian Mian continued: "In the vertical direction, the cell is divided into five major classes: Ling, Tian, ​​Di, Xuan, and Huang. Excluding the Ling class, there are only upper and lower classes. The other four classes are divided into four classes. The fifth-level prison corresponds to the realms of Huashen, Nascent Soul, Golden Elixir, Foundation Establishment, and Qi Training, and the detainees in it are basically locked according to this level, and there will be certain adjustments according to the degree of emphasis."

"As expected of a cell leader at the level of the earth, he is well aware of these situations."

Song Shi glanced at the token on Qianmian's waist.

"Of course, I lurked in step by step, and it took me nearly a hundred years."

Qianmian looked a little smug, and then changed his finger again, and landed on the sixteenth floor of the basement: "Your maid is locked in the top cell of Tianzi, I don't know which one, I still can't reach it, if it weren't for this The prisoner's situation is special, I don't think I'm quite sure if a big ghost who is only at the foundation building level is locked up in the Tianzi cell that is only qualified at the Nascent Soul level."

The big ghosts he mentioned are the divisions of strength like ghosts. Little ghosts, big ghosts, ghost kings, ghost emperors, and ghost masters are basically the same as practicing Qi to transforming gods.

"Young master, they are targeting you."

Bai Yu'er said, "It's definitely not easy to save."

"It's easier than the guy he's trying to save."

Song Shi shrugged: "If you really want to touch the guy at the lowest level, it's probably equivalent to blowing up the prison."

"Don't worry~ www.wuxiahere.com~ We will also secretly help and create opportunities for you."

Qianmian smiled and promised: "Thanks to Emperor Qian's busy cultivation, my Heavenly Demon Sect has infiltrated the imperial capital these years. As long as you do your best, the people we want to save and the maid you want to save will be able to escape successfully."

"I hope."

Song Shi didn't quite believe this Qianmian, and was even quite wary. After all, this guy was a top spy, and he was definitely an old fox with a hidden knife in his smile.

He was not in a hurry, and calmly said: "You just saved someone, and the sky prison is under martial law. Wait two days before you act. You can also tell me about the situation in the sky prison and even the imperial city."

"I think so too." Qianmian breathed a sigh of relief: "If you want to know anything, just ask, and tell me everything."